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"Greetings. This is Kisaragi Yuma."

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Post-maze run (Melinoe, Hak, Mafuyu, Yuma)

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[They regroup by the open casket.

Yuma looks down at the candelabra in his grasp. The skeletons were undoubtedly strong, but, due to a combination of ability and the gem he picked up, he didn't sustain any injuries. Having said that, the candelabra is right here, yet feels so far away in his hand . . .

He raises his head. There's no sense in wasting time.]

. . . The door has opened. Let us leave this place.

[depressured]

Right...

[ It's said a little distantly, as she sort of lists to one side. She can't remember the last time she felt this exhausted. But she'd needed to fight, to the best of her ability, so she isn't that frustrated by it. ]

[dulymoted]

[Well. Scylla isn't here. Wasn't ever, it seems, which leaves her feeling foolish. Spikey, as if she has to defend the irrational vision. It was hardly her fault, the magick conjured here is unlike any she's seen before.

Her shoulders hitch and her lips curl as the illusion fades and it was Hak all along, and then there are their younger fellows stumbling in. They look worse for wear, and somehow that stings. Burns more like. They're exhausted, whatever they faced vanquished but clearly at a price.]

What were you thinking? [She snaps at the pair of them.] Were you so eager to court death a second time? Or could you not bear to assist your fellow when he was trapped in that damnable coffin?

[handfast]

[ well. that was a time.

he's fuckin' tired of this place (has been for awhile) but getting everyone out while they can all move takes priority, and he'll shuffle along with everyone else, bringing up the rear and occassionally glancing behind to make sure nothing's following them.

thought he does have to interject at that accusation. ]

It was my fault. They didn't have anything to do with it.

[ clam down meli ]

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[Seeing Mafuyu's state, Yuma lifts a hand to reach for and steady her when the scolding stops him in his tracks. He glances between Melinoe and Hak, then at Mafuyu for a visual check before fixing the former with a mild stare. Was she always this irritable?]

We thought you had it handled. Furthermore, there was no way that we would have lost.

[Mafuyu fought hard while he exists to fight and win. Their victory was merely a matter of course.]

[depressured]

[ Oh.

Mafuyu flinches, doing her best not to stagger. But she hadn't expected Melinoe to be that angry, so while Yuma offers a rebuttal, her shoulders hunch a little. ]

I'm sorry... I didn't want him to go off alone...

[dulymoted]

Don't worry, I place the bulk of all foolishness squarely on your shoulders. All crawling into that coffin accomplished was netting us new wounds and more blasted illusions.

[Excuses, excuses. Her vision ought to be glaring red with the blaze of her fury right now. Yuma insists they would have been fine no matter what and suddenly, there's a burst of plaster.

Her fist has gone through the wall. An explosive punctuation to her point.]

That's not good enough. You understand how this place deceives our senses, toys with our capabilities — look, this girl can barely stand on her own now. Do not mistake luck for certainty. One slip is all it takes.

[handfast]

[



okay.

he watches the plaster scatter to the ground, still oddly serene. where melinoe is fire and fury, he is a calm lake in the middle of a serene summer's day. unbothered, moisturized, in his lane. although he does glance momentarily at yuma and mafuyu to make sure the both of them haven't been hit by stray bits of plaster. ]

So instead you're gonna try and kill us by bringing buildings down on us instead. [ cool. great. to mafuyu: ] You don't need to apologize. It's better if we stick together.

[ none of these people are his friends necessarily but they still aren't people he wants to see hurt. ]

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[He glances at Mafuyu. Just when he considers offering a steadying hand again, the motion is aborted upon hearing Melinoe's reprobation.

The show of force doesn't mean anything. The plaster barely touches him—the bits that do feel like phantoms, like they've burst against somebody else. He won't die if the building falls on him. He's known the gravity of a single slip since the day he opened his eyes.

All he sees now is Melinoe.]

I am aware; however, exhaustion can be remedied with rest. It is standard procedure to engage a hostile entity with at least a two-man party. I do not believe what we we did was wrong.

[depressured]

[ The plaster also barely touches her, but she absolutely looks miserable right now, focusing on simply placing one foot in front of the other. She doesn't want to get involved in this argument.

She just wants to not cause any more trouble. ]

[dulymoted]

[HELP perhaps i should not have called it a burst of plaster but we are here now it is canonically shrapnelled.]

Do not make light of this, Hak. You endangered us all, and I —

[She cuts off, flinches suddenly, her head bowing as her expression contorts. The fist that so surely struck the wall pinches at her brow. There's no physical pain, but the swell of fury rollicks in such a way that it makes her dizzy. Makes her blink free, if only for a moment.]

Blast...I...let us leave this place. Quickly.

[handfast]

[ yeah okay he gets it!!!! unfortunately his calm curse really makes it seem like he does not give a shit and is just slacking off. typical wind tribe behavior.

but they all follow melinoe and scuttle out (i assume) though hak does seem a bit concerned with how she's acting. ]

Are you okay? Did something happen?

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[Yuma straightens back at the sudden shift in temperament. His mien remains no less severe as he follows suit in exiting the funeral parlor with the group. While his attention is largely fixed on Melinoe and by extension Hak, he does mind Mafuyu in his periphery, ensuring at the very least that she doesn't fall behind.]

[depressured]

[ Thank you, Yuma. She is most certainly flagging. But she does speak up again, gaze lifting. ]

There might be some other... influence here...

[dulymoted]

Perhaps...I feel as though I could raze mountains in this state.

[Which makes her angrier. It's a wretched feedback loop, upset about being upset about being upset over things which may be valid complaints, but not ones that deserve bloodshed.

Or do they?]

I can't be the only one affected, if it is some curse. [Sharply again] You three! Tell me what is wrong with you, I demand to know!

[handfast]

Probably is.

[ god only knows he's suffered enough weird and wacky effects since arriving that being subject to another one now wouldn't be surprising.

but first: ]

Can you keep your voice down? We're all tired enough as is.

[ can't they have a nice calm discussion... ]

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[She doesn't have the authority to demand answers from any of them. If it's the result of a curse as Mafuyu suggests, though . . . ]

I am not tired, and there is nothing wrong; however, my body feels strange. [He glances down at the candelabra before holding it out to Hak.] I would like to test something, so please hold onto this.

[depressured]

[ She's not here to pick fights or escalate them, so she answers simply enough-- ]

My stamina is usually fine, but I'm drained. It's hard to even take a step without forcing myself to move. I think using the method to fight that I did drained my energy more than usual.

[dulymoted]

Excuse me?

[What did you say to me you little bitch???

Contemplates something dark as Yuma conducts his experiments...]

[handfast]

[ hak does these things in the following order:

one) he takes the candlebra from yuma with a murmured thanks and peers at it curiously, rotating it this way and that.
two) he glances over at mafuyu and asks if they should all rest and take a break
three) looks melinoe dead in the eye and says: ]

I said to calm down. Being angry won't help any of us

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[It is a candelabra. Once it leaves his hands, Yuma goes quiet to gauge the state of his body. It still feels . . . off, if responsive.

While Hak confronts Melinoe, Yuma turns to Mafuyu.]

If the stone was the cause, then your stamina is unlikely to return with rest. I can carry you.

[Rather than the absence of, maybe it'll be better if he leans into tactile stimulation.]

[depressured]

Are you sure...?

[ Like. She isn't going to argue it, because she's aware this isn't normal, but.

Still.

Well, he did princess carry her for fifteen minutes.

How we doing, Hak and Melly-- ]

[dulymoted]

[these kids are so sweet and good. I am sorry she is being so difficult. Usually cooler heads would prevail, however Hak's very cool head is currently driving her batshit.]

If you're so desperate for calm, why don't you spend your time without a single thought to worry you?

[casts a dark magic upon him]

Goodbye, then.

[she'll make to leave. Fuck all y'all she is not sorry

yet

give her a few hours]

[handfast]

[ well i guess hak is a woerm now

the candelabra (I SPELLED IT RIGHT THIS TIME) drops to the ground with a dull thud. the Man Formerly Known as (Son) Hak vanishes. if their collective group gathers close and peers down, they might see a little worm wriggling on the ground. yippee!


i'm not making a worm icon though you will have to use your imaginations ]

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[He nods, then steps toward Mafuyu to assist her when the series of unexpected noises draws his attention. The candelabra lies on the ground, and Hak is nowhere to be seen while Melinoe is already exiting the scene.]

Wha . . . !

[Mafuyu is standing all right for now, so Yuma kneels down to inspect the ground.]

Is that . . . a worm?